Your wife bonked by other men?

[raintree_leaf]

I'm not sure how many samsters here have this kind of fantasy. I do have!
My wife and I have talked about this kind of fantasy but it only exists in fantasy for the moment.

* * *
Ah Geok has been a housewife since she was married and she finally felt

completely relaxed and at ease for the first time in six years.
She looked over gratefully at Julia Lim, the driver. They had both met

when they brought their child to the same school that they are studying. She

had been the one who encouraged her to make her life worthwhile and enjoyable

since her husband had left for overseas posting in Vietnam last January.

This trip was going to be wonderful for her and Julia had convinced her she

should forget everything and leave her troubles behind for the weekend.
"Let's pretend we're eighteen again," Julia had said just before they
had left, "and we don't have an attachment in the world."
She had explained to Ah Geok that she had booked a room in a posh hotel in

nearby Johor and they should make the most out of it.


* * *

Ah Geok had been married to Hock Soon for six years already. Marriage

life had been great in the beginning but it started to go downhill as soon as

Hock Soon was promoted to senior management. The time he can afford to spend

with his wife and children is almost hard to come by.
Perhaps, as Julia had suggested, she had just let him take her too
much for granted--perhaps she should go out once in awhile and let off
some steam--maybe it would teach him a lesson ...


* * *


"Mmmmm," Ah Geok smiled, "This Martini is heavenly. I'm glad you talked
me into having one."
The two girls were sitting at the Patio Lounge out by the pool. The
cool breeze blowing through the garden was refreshing . Ah Geok felt

absolutely in heaven. It had been a perfect day. She was hungry, which was

a good indication of the happiness she felt.

"They're a bit stronger than what I usually drink, I must say," Ah Geok said

after a sip. "I think I might get to like them, they
make my toes tingle," she giggled.
"Well, don't let them tingle too much just yet," Julia said suddenly,
looking over behind Ann's shoulder. "I think we may have a heavy date for
the evening."
Ah Geok looked around at the two men who had just entered the lounge.
They appeared to be in their late thirties or early forties and not too
bad-looking.
"Julia, you don't mean you're going to pick them up?" Ah Geok said,
shocked at the thought.
"Don't be silly, Geok," Julia chided. "I know one of them. We can
get them to take us out to dinner and dancing. You know we don't dare go
anywhere in this town in Johor alone at night."
"But we're both married women. We can't do that!" she protested,
"what if we see someone we know?"
"Oh for heavens sakes, Geok, no one we know is down here," Julia
admonished. "Pete's a nice guy I've known for years and the best
protection we can have. Remember, we're here to see the sights and we
can't sitting in this dead hotel."
Before Ah Geok could protest further, Julia waved the two men over to

the table.
"Well, what are you doing here?" the rugged looking man of
about forty said to Julia.
"Same as you, Pete, trying to relax for a weekend," Julia answered,
smiling and extending her hand. "Sit down and join us."
"Sure thing, we'd love to," Pete said elated. "I'd like you to meet
my friend Abdul Malik. He handles my business here in Johor."
"How do you do, " Julia said and introduced Ah Geok to them.
From a distance both had looked rather nice, but up closer, Geok had
her doubts. The one Julia called Pete, a eurasian, appeared a type likely to
be in some illegal business. Abdul was too good looking, in fact, almost
perfectly so. He wore heavy cologne that didn't seem quite masculine to
Ah Geok. Something about him was not trustworthy though Ah Geok couldn't
spot it. She supposed if Julia knew them, it was all right. Ann thought
she'd probably been seeing too many old gangster movies on television lately.

[hotsoup16]

Bro,
True story or friction?:D

[raintree_leaf]

Bro,
True story or friction?:D It is my fantasy. But geok is name of my wife while Julia is the name of my colleague...hehehe

Abdul sat by Geok and his heavy cologne surrounded her--obviously he is not Chinese and spoke little English made her uneasy.
"Hey there buddy," Pete said, thickly, "I think you've hit the
jackpot tonight. Where'd you come from honey?"
"Don't mind Pete," Julia broke in, "he's always talking cock. You better behave huh Pete, she's a lonely wife too, and it's hands off."
"I was just being friendly," Pete feigned mock surprise. "I
wouldn't want to scare the little girl."
"Don't worry," Geok said bravely, not wanting to embarrass Julia with
her innocence, "I've been around a bit."
Pete's remark irked her. She was tired of being treated as a babe in
arms. She knew Julia was older and a great deal more experienced but this
didn't justify what she was doing. She could take care of herself.
"Well, Abdul and I have been invited to a party tonight that is a
party and no kids allowed. Are you chicks game?"
"Well, I'm for good, clean fun, but Geok likes to go to bed early," Julia chided.
Geok was infuriated at this. The third martini had gone to her head a
bit. Julia was treating her like a three year old and she was sick of it.
"Why, I'd love to go," she said decisively. "We're here for a good
time aren't we?"
Underneath, she felt perhaps she shouldn't have spoken so soon, but
it was too late now. She had committed herself and couldn't back down.
"Okay, let's move it then, I'm hungry," Pete said. "We're late
already."
They had a delicious dinner at a Thai restaurant that served the most wonderful lobster Geok had ever tasted.
By the time the after-dinner coffee arrived , Geok was feeling absolutely in heaven. It gave her a wicked and worldly
feeling to be out with another man--even though it wasn't really a date.
They were friends of Julia. Maybe she would even tell her husband, Hock Soon about it, she mused, it might make him jealous and call back home more often.
Pete turned out to be all right. He was funny and kept them laughing
at his off-color jokes. Geok found herself blushing at some of them.
She'd never heard such yellow jokes and language in mixed company before, but laughed as hard as any to be a good sport.
Abdul was nice also. He danced well, though he held her a
little tight and several times the slight pressure of his hand was where
it shouldn't be--but this just added to the wickedness. She knew it
couldn't go farther if she didn't let him get her into a compromising
position.
If Hock Soon didn't think enough of her to return her daily reminders of
her love, then perhaps she deserved an innocent diversion like this.

"Why, Hock Soon probably fooling around, like all the others
do," Julia had teased.
Geok had scoffed at first, but he had not called back home for sometime and even the times he called he had always been in a rush.
The suspicion had begun during the last several weeks. Well, she
would have herself a time this weekend and worry about it again Monday
morning back in Singapore.
* * *

Geok is a innocent and naive wife, will she succumb to temptations? What is the party all about? Please look out for the next part.

[proevoguy]

continue....:D

[Peregrine]

Hmmm new story:) Please continue..

[Rowenta]

story's quite interesting. putting up camp here for more...;)

[Thunder]

pls continue.... hope it gets juicier...

camping here :p

[Forbidden_Sex69]

Hmmm new story:) Please continue..
Yes, pls continue !!

[raintree_leaf]

Thanks for the comments from brothers and really appreciate the points from bro hero7. I prefer building up story and hope it will not sound boring to some.


* * *
Pete, despite the drink, had good driving skills . They are now driving through what seemed to be a very rundown city in the inner parts of Johor.
The Martinis, wine left a comfortable glow on Geok. Geok was at peace with the world. She hadn't minded when Abdul, had put his arm over the back of the seat and gradually let it down to rest across her shoulders.
On one bump he let his hand slip down cupping her left breast, but
she had quickly moved to keep it away, not certain if it had been an
accident or not. It did bother her, and the uncomfortable feeling she
experienced during the dance session returned again.
Strange, she thought, what one contact with her first man and a non Chinese at that in six years did to her. She could feel the nipple of her breast leap erect when he touched it and she was sure he felt the reaction as he nestled her just a little closer and more confidently immediately afterwards.
His leg pressed tightly against her thigh was also disquieting, and
she tried to squirm away but he had followed her with each move she made.
She didn't like the feeling this close contact with a man aroused and had
started to push him away but had seen Julia slide next to Pete in the
front seat and rest her head on his shoulder. His arm was around her and
his hand was obviously somewhere in front. It hung over Julia's shoulder
and Julia was enjoying it. Her head moved against him, kissing his ears
and neck teasingly. Geok had been watching this little love-play too
intently to completely ward off Abdul' innocent little advances. When
the car finally pulled up to what seemed like a old Chinese shophouse, Pete blinked his lights and a burly Chinese with very oily face stepped out.
"Good evening," the guard smiled, guiding them out of the car and into the shophouse.
"Good evening," Pete responded.
Geok was surprised; inside what seemed to be a very rundown ordinary Chinese shophouse was a huge elegantly decorated interior.
Pete guided them to a large oaken door which was opened to them by a
short, fat, obscene-looking Indian in a suit. Pete handed him two
crisp one thousand Singapore dollar bills. Geok blinked in astonishment; she had never heard of a night club costing a thousand dollars a couple. Her
misgivings arose again but she squelched them as they entered the large
salon and bar. She was determined to show Julia that she wasn't a child
and could be a good sport as well as Julia could.
It was the most lavishly decorated room Geok had seen; done in red
velvet and gold embroidery from ceiling to floor. Long low couches were
arranged in a broad semi-circle that faced a stage.
Most of the men present were middle-aged Chinese and obviously wealthy. Most of the women were quite beautiful and much younger than their escorts.
They were exquisitely dressed. Geok was certain they couldn't be the wives
of these men.
She also noticed several middle-aged women with handsome young
Ang Mos. She doubted these were their husbands. Whatever their reasons
for being here, it was certainly a pretty exclusive and elite group.
"Put us close to the back tonight, will you Mutu!" Pete asked the
short Indian who had ushered them in. "We've got a new girl with us and
I don't want her crawling up on the stage and interrupting the
performance." He winked at Geok and for the first time she detected a
certain lewdness not apparent before. She hoped she hadn't gotten in over
her head--but thought nothing can happen to me here--not with all these
people around.
If it got too rough she could always demand they call a taxi and send
her back to the hotel. The logic soothed her and she followed Julia as
Mutu led them to one of the large couches in the rear.
Two silver buckets of iced champagne were ready. Mutu popped the
corks and poured them each a bubbling glass.
"Well, here's to a good evening, girls," Pete toasted, raising his
glass to them. "Let's hope we get our money's worth tonight."
Geok tipped her glass up with the others and the cool bubbly liquid
felt wonderful going down.
Geok noticed she was getting the most covetous glances from the men.
She felt Julia didn't like this and caught her jealous glances when the
men looked at Geok rather than her. Geok didn't want to offend Julia but
her vanity was pleased with this attention. She was glad to have some
small triumph over Julia because Julia made her feel so immature in other
ways.
Geok had begun to recover from the drinks at dinner during the ride
but the first two glasses of champagne again relaxed her inhibitions. She
found herself laughing again at Pete's and Abdul' jokes. Geok wished that
she spoke Malay and could communicate better with Abdul. He seemed
such an interesting person now that she knew him better.
She still didn't know what business they were in but assumed it must
involve some running about between Singapore and Malaysia. Pete had mentioned he handled the Singapore operation, and Abdul handled Johor but had never really specified what it was. It was none of her business, she decided; she would never see them again so what difference did it make? She did gather that Julia had met Pete on one of her Johor trips. It all seemed innocent enough.
Geok didn't feel it was her place to question it. The champagne continued
to flow and Mutu replaced the two empty bottles with new ones. Geok liked
the sound of the cork popping and found herself giggling from the bubbles
tickling her nose. She was having fun trying to carry on a conversation
with Abdul, half talk somtimes abit Hokkien and half sign language. She had never met anyone who couldn't speak English fluently and being in another country in such an exclusive private club was exciting.
Geok was thoroughly enjoying herself, but beginning to wonder when
they were going to see this great strip-tease show they had been talking
about. She had to admit to herself she was anticipating it and it
shouldn't be like that shoddy thing that Hock Soon wanted her to see. Not with this kind of crowd. She would bet it would be beautifully staged like shows she had heard about in Las Vegas. It had to be for the price. As if
reading her thoughts, Mutu suddenly appeared on the stage holding his
hands up for silence.

[scout1916]

Pls continue TS.:)

[SSOU]

Hey TS, why have so many commercial break ? :D

[raintree_leaf]

Hey TS, why have so many commercial break ? :D
haha...sorry, I have to make sure wife and mother in law is not in the vicinity..hehe.

Thanks bro Genbukan for the points. I will try to return the favor as soon as I'm able to.

* * *

"Ladies and gentlemen," he repeated several times until the
conversation stilled among the forty or so people present. "We have a
special treat for you tonight," Mutu continued as people began to return
to their assigned couches from the bar and conversational groups. The boys

have spent all afternoon preparing it and there is ample
for everyone. Please be seated while we pass it among you. The show will
begin in fifteen minutes."
There was a murmur of delight and within minutes all had returned to
their seats. The waiters, in white uniforms, were putting trays of
bottles of alcohol on the tables.
Pete opened one of the bottle and smelled it from end to end,
critically.
"Boy," he said admiringly, "this is the real stuff."
"What on earth is it?" Geok whispered to Julia next to her. She
didn't want to show her ignorance after the mistake at dinner.
"Oh, nothing but very strong alcohol,not your usual martini" Julia

reassured her. "Just take it slowly so you won't choke."
"Is it safe, I--I mean--it doesn't make you not know what you're
doing, does it?"
"No, of course not," Julia answered impatiently. "Just try a few shots
and if you don't like it, stop."
"All right," Geok answered hesitantly. Not wanting to appear a
prude, she bravely took a glass Abdul offered her.
"Slowly, slowly," Abdul instructed in his broken English. Geok watched

him and drink very softly. It had a strange but not unpleasant taste.

"I don't feel a thing," she said in a voice that didn't seem to be
hers. She looked at Abdul and Julia on either side of her and they
suddenly looked miles away. "Do you feel anything?"
"Yes, darling, I feel the world," Julia answered. It seemed a
logical answer and suddenly Geok did too. She had never felt the world
before, how strange. She liked the taste it was leaving with her ... it
was a slight bite at first, that gradually changed into an unimaginable
softness. The more she drink the softer she felt. Geok
noticed the lights dimming around them until the great room was in
complete darkness ...
She could feel the pressure of Abdul' leg against her thigh but the
drink had dulled her fears of anything. It felt good and
she returned the pressure slightly to let him know she didn't mind and
that she was his friend ... she didn't mind anything now with the
delicious warmth of the cigarette in her ... she could feel it tingling
deep inside ... deeper than she had ever felt anything in her life ...


The pungent sweetness of smoke hung heavy in the room.
Geok could see the burning tips of the cigarettes in the darkness. The
room was perfectly quiet now except for the occasional sound of deep
inhalation or exhalation.
Dim lights appeared behind the thin curtains that covered the small
stage. A large bed was visible in the center of a set dressed as a
bedroom with a small dressing table to one side with a large mirror near
it. Quiet music began from a stereo in the room. It was a beautiful
setting, Geok thought.
Another glass of alcohol was put into her hand--she had lost all
sense of proportion and wasn't certain whether it was from Julia or
Abdul. It didn't matter; the smoke had made her thirsty and she poured
the cool liquid down her parched throat gratefully.
It was filled again, and she could see this time that Abdul was
pouring it for her.
It's nice to have someone look after me again and take care of me,
she mused through the happy, relaxed feeling, and smiled her appreciation
in the dim light.
Abdul smiled back, squeezed her shoulder lightly and nodded toward
the stage. The curtains were opening slowly and a young innocent-looking
Chinese girl appeared by the bed. She could not have been over seventeen
and was the most lovely thing Geok had ever seen. She had a melancholy
look on her face that reflected loneliness. It touched Geok to the
depths, as she felt much the same way with Hock Soon gone. She identified

with the girl at that moment and concentrated completely on what she was

doing. she felt tears of sympathy begin as they did often when watching an
exceptionally sad scene in a television movie.
The girl picked up a picture from the dressing table, looked
longingly at it for a moment, and then pressed it tenderly to her full
breasts, outlined clearly beneath the tight, black dress she wore. She
placed the photo graph gently on her pillow and began to undress.
She slipped the long gown slowly upwards, exposing the high-set
calves--then the full, well-rounded thighs. The black of her long silk
stockings, held in place by a lace-trimmed garter belt, contrasted
sharply with the creamy ivory of her exposed flesh.
Geok could hear sounds of delight from the males as the dress snaked
its way over the girl's head and her beautifully-rounded butt emerged.
Her bra fell to the floor with a flick of her fingers and the full beauty
of her firm, ripe breasts swung into freedom. They stood high and proud
in the stage light and their quivering, hardened nipples, stood out on the
soft half-spheres; peaked higher as the girl raised her arms high over
her head, pulling the long, black hair up, then releasing it to roll
softly over her alluring shoulders.
She was almost naked, now, in just high heels, long, black hose, the
garter belt, and the thin wisp of sheer panties. She turned and bent over
slowly, her back to the audience; drew the silk panties tantalizingly down
over her curved hips and buttocks--brushing them sensuously against her
smooth thighs and calves, and discarded them at her feet by the dress.
She stretched and teasingly turned to the front. All her
delicious nudity was exposed now--from her high rounded breasts--to the
soft dark triangle of her womanhood.

Geok shifted nervously next to Abdul. She had never expected
anything like this. She though the girl would had left
on a "G" string, ineffectual as it was--but this exposed all the girl had
to offer--she was making no attempt to hide it either.
The girl lay back on the bed now, the picture of her absent lover in
her hands, looking at it with a deep longing that could mean only one
thing. She was aroused and needed release!
Geok almost gasped aloud as the girl's free hand massaged her own
breasts in tiny teasing circles, tweaking the soft nipples into sudden
throbbing hardness. Her legs scissored open and closed slowly, exposing
the thin slit of her vagina, nestled teasingly in the soft dark hair
between her thighs. Her feet were pointing directly at the heavily-
breathing audience watching the girl slowly work herself into a burning
passion. Her buttocks twisted against the mattress as though she were
trying to bury herself in it. Sheer, wanton desire reflected in her eyes.
It seemed so real, Geok couldn't understand how the girl could act such a
part unless she really felt it. She remembered lying in her own bed
recently and thinking about Hock Soon and how she had almost gone insane

until she had relieved herself with her own fingers. She blushed slightly at
the guilt flicking through her conscience. She squirmed her own buttocks
nervously, feeling the edge of the cushion brush electrically against the
soft swelling of her vulva. She jumped at the unexpected contact and the
more unexpected shock it had brought. Her breath quickened.
Abdul, in his concentration on the girl, had forgotten the alchol and Geok reached forward and hurriedly poured herself one, her eyes on the
stage. She downed the refreshing liquid quickly, attempting to cool some
of the warmth the girl's passion had transmitted to her own body.

[Flintstome]

Bro TS

Nice story for reading. Please continue....... Thks. :D

[SanMikeal]

camping here for more...ChaP cHaP

[raintree_leaf]

While she was pouring, Abdul lit two cigarettes and
passed her one. Without thinking, Geok pressed it to her lips and pulled deeply, perhaps hoping it would calm the unfamiliar desire beginning deep within her belly.
With each puff, Geok could feel herself mentally unwind. This one heightened the feeling from the first cigarette. She didn't feel she was the same person she had been a moment ago. She was someone else and it frightened her a bit but she couldn't think about it now. The heat and excitement of the room was beginning to stimulate her hotly against her
will. She squirmed down against the couch again, feeling the round edge of the cushion push dress and panties into her crevice; she rubbed herself gently against it, working the corner of the cushion between the moist lips of her vulva. Her body rocked on it in almost indiscernible rhythm--
in concert with the writhing girl on the stage. She could feel the wetness spread between her thighs and she spread them slightly to gain greater contact with the cushion. The roughness brushed soothingly
against her tiny, rising clitoris through the sheer panties.
She looked guiltily out of the corner of her eye at Julia and Pete next to her to make sure they hadn't noticed; but they were so engrossed that they had paid no attention. Julia lay back against Pete, smoking heavily on another cigarette, and Pete had his hands inside her blouse. Geok could see it move tantalizingly under the thin material covering her breasts. Her dress had slipped up so that the white thighs were visible above the stocking tops; her legs were slightly spread. In
the dim light, Geok could see the white band of her panties between them. Julia seemed unaware of the exposure. Her mouth was open in intoxicated rapture as both watched the stage intently in expectation.
Geok leaned against the back of the couch, careful not to break contact with the edge of the cushion pressed into the crevice between her fevered thighs and found Abdul's arm behind her waiting. Without thought, she relaxed against it and made no protest when his hand came to
rest heavily on her left breast.
His arm feels good, she thought to herself, and it doesn't hurt anything. She pulled again at the cigarette in her lips. The musky odor of Abdul' cologne filled her nostrils, stimulating her more. It had a rich, suggestive odor that caused her to snuggle closer as the excitement
of forbidden naughtiness rippled through her.
It seemed an eternity since she had last looked at the stage but it was only moments. The cigarette and alcohol had warped her time sense. The girl on the bed writhed more violently now as though being attacked
by some unseen lover. She had placed the picture on the bedside table and both her hands were running over her body as though out of control, her fingertips dancing over the flat, ivory belly and coming to rest, together, at the vee of her soft, down-covered crotch. She groaned on the stage at the sudden contact of her hands with the moist slit between her
thighs and pulled her knees up, her toes on the mattress. Then, she straightened the legs like two beautifully carved ivory columns above the bed; with a deeper groan, she let them fall wide apart exposing to the excited onlookers the moist, glistening furrow between. Her fingers
crawled to the soft hair covered lips and spread them slowly apart until
the wet pinkness was fully visible and the mouth-like orifice opened
hungrily. The half-moons of her rounded buttocks shone in the stage
light, divided by the hot, crevice between them. Her tiny anus
nestled mysterious and inviting below the swollen and agitated lips.
Geok gasped in disbelief as the girl slowly inserted a middle finger into the glistening pink, stroking the tiny bud-like clitoris. Abdul's hand squeezed her breast tighter as she heard and felt his breathing becoming heavier. She was afraid to look at him; was hypnotized into
immobility as the sensuous movements of the girl on the bed increased and
her probing fingers worked themselves inside the pink edges of her contracting cunt, slowly widening the lips. She slipped her index finger
in and out smoothly between the lubricated lips. Her legs jack-knifed back, knees against her breasts and the soft rounded buttocks rose and
fell in response to the probing finger. The girl's facial muscles
tightened as she joined two fingers with the first and, clenching her teeth, pushed all three into the hungry, pink folds. They disappeared with a soft, sucking noise and a soft moan of pleasure purred from the girl's lips.
Geok tensed in momentary shock at this indignity and only Abdul' firm
grip on her now-throbbing breasts kept her from running from the room.
She sensed that she had better go, before it was too late and her own
excitement ran away with her.
This desire lasted only a moment before the effect of the cigarette and alcohol lulled her again. She waited in anticipation and nervous fear of her own emotions to see what would happen next. Geok felt too closely identified
with the girl writhing in desire before her and knew there was a danger
point from which there was no turning back. She took another sip of the drink . The warm, relaxing liquid curled deliciously down into her lungs relaxing and easing her mind of fear at the passion raging through her own body. She snuggled back again against Abdul, foggily determined, somehow, to keep her guard up.

The girl on the bed had become possessed. Her eyes and teeth were
clenched as she writhed beneath her own driving fingers in uncontrollable
passion. The rapid rhythm drove grunts of pleasure from deep in her
throat as the fingers sunk into the tight, pink openings, making moist,
sucking sounds as she withdrew them to push them in again. Her face was
red--straining for climax. She groaned in frustration as her own fingers
thrust harder and deeper. They were not enough. Her head rolled from
side to side on the pillow, her long dark hair flying in frustration at the inability to bring herself to climax. Still she tried, her hand
moving furiously against the spread, straining buttocks, the grunts
faster and louder with each passing second.
Suddenly, a huge Thai looking man, heavily tanned and almost double the size of the girl ran onto the stage and jumped up on
the bed. The girls eyes widened in terror and she jerked the back of a
hand to her mouth to keep from screaming. She moved to lower her legs and
roll from the bed but the man stood ,giving her a stern and at the same time a look of desire. The young girl froze in the position of masturbation--thighs spread and with her knees drawn up to her chest. She didn't dare move as the huge man climbed menacingly over her, his panting head just above her defenseless, upturned crotch.

[proevoguy]

Camp Here :d

[raintree_leaf]

TS up you for your effort. 3 x cheers:p
Thanks bro, here is another update.

Geok jumped when the giant of a man climbed onto the bed. She grabbed
Abdul' arm tightly; her nerves were on edge before; the sudden rush
almost frightened her out of her wits.
"My God!" she whispered, voice quivering. "What's he going to do to
the poor girl?"
"You will see," Abdul answered with a grin through the dim light.
"But do not frighten, the girl is never in show before. Mutu did not
tell of the man. He is trained well and the more big, the more better
he likes."
Geok knew she should leave now to keep from going to pieces herself.
But somehow, the helplessness of the girl lying--shaking with fear beneath
the muscular man that is so much larger than her in size sadistically fascinated her. She couldn't look away.
The lewd thought of this monstrous man ravaging the naked and defenseless
girl quaking on the bed, sent shivers of revulsive curiosity tingling
through her, and goose-pimples erupted on her sensitive skin, as for a
moment she felt strangely cold. She took the alcohol Abdul pressed
into her hand eagerly and downed it with one nervous gulp. The chill
passed and she relaxed again in Abdul' arm, eyes glued on the stage. She
could not resist as his hand moved beneath her bra to cup the softness of
her large, firm breast, trapping the tiny nipple gently between thumb and
forefinger. She knew Julia was there and that he couldn't go any farther
without forcing her--besides, it felt good as the nipple stiffened and
swelled under his massaging hand and tweaking fingers. She squirmed
tighter into the seat feeling the cushion beneath her buttocks pressing
deeper into her wet crevice. Her panties were soaked and she squeezed her
thighs together to hold down the tingling sensation beginning to grow
there. She was on dangerous ground and knew it but could not bring
herself to leave. The evil fascination of the impending ravishment held
her glued to the couch. She squirmed downward again, the cushion edge
forcing the set band of her panties deeper into the split of her crotch.
Its smoothness excited the sensitive, pink lips of the vagina. She felt
tiny throbs pulsing in the tiny bud of her clitoris and she bit her lower
lip tightly to hold back the forbidden sensations that were throbbing
between her legs.
Her thoughts jerked back to the stage. The Thai man lowered
his head to the helpless girl's soft hair-covered crotch and was sniffing
it. His whole body trembled as though he had found a bitch in heat.
The girl moaned in terror as the his nose suddenly made contact with her
tiny, puckered anus. She tensed as his tongue snaked out and licked wetly
up and down the crevice around it, the tip burrowing slightly into the
outer fleshy anal ring.
For a moment, she tried to squirm away but the man raised his head
and growled again and began greedily lapping the narrow pink slit between
her thighs. He ran his tongue wetly the full length of it, from the
tight-closed little pucker, up over the fluted, pink edges of her cunt and
over the tiny sensation-bud atop her pubic mound. His great tongue
spread through the soft, hair-covered swelling like a knife through soft
butter. It flicked relentlessly between the girls wide-spread legs,
stopping sporadically to curl its way deep into her. She jerked
spasmodically as she squirmed under the man, lapping and sniffling
at her loins.

[napper]

nice story build up and getting exciting....

[raintree_leaf]

nice build up...like the way TS start the story...bravo!:)
Thanks for the comment. Here is the next part.

Geok shuddered and chilled from the sexual stimulation that indulging
in something forbidden gives, even against one's will. She gasped at the
change coming over the writhing young girl on the bed. The frightened
moans that had come from the girls terror-contorted face changed to soft
mews of involuntary pleasure--pleasure that she did not want and had set
her mind against but that slithering, thick tongue, licking at her had
forced her to enjoy. She raised her hands, holding them in indecision for
a moment above her squirming body, then dropped them to grasp the Thai man's

head

With a deep animal sound she kicked her legs back over her head and
pulled his nose forward, into her well-lubricated vulva. His giant tongue
thrust up the moist passageway like an attacking lizard, attacking her up
thrust crotch without mercy. Wild incoherent shrieks streamed from her
lips; pleading and encouraging dumb animal salivating between the
writhing, upturned buttocks. He worked like the savage beast he was, the
lust of the wild driving him ...
Geok heard a groan next to her, and in surprise, tore her eyes from
the obscene spectacle on the stage. The shock was even greater. Julia
had both legs spread wide, her dress over her hips. Pete's hand was
inside her white panties, cupping her mound. Geok shuddered as the outline
of his fingers moved under the sheer material. He was stroking in rhythm,
sinking them deep into her vagina. Julia, unaware of anyone, was grinding
her pelvis, buttocks off the cushions, in rhythm to the fingers screwing
into her. Both she and Pete had their eyes locked on the lascivious
exhibition.
Geok looked around--other couples were in lewd embraces, indistinct
but showing by their writhing motion the obscene exhibition was affecting
them--they were losing control over their passions. A warning bell
sounded again in Geok's subconscious. She knew she should run--now--before
her own body succumbed to the lewd urges pulsing through it. But then, a
groan from the stage pulled her mind from logical thought. The
man lifted his head from the pleading girl's crotch to nose her over on
her stomach in servile surrender; her resistance gone under the maddening
tongue which had so mercilessly lapped her pussy. She was enslaved by the
huge beast panting over her; her quivering body spread-eagled, face down
on the bed. The huge head lowered again, the thick tongue slithering in
the exposed crevice between the moaning girl's buttocks.
She twisted them back toward him , reaching to spread the
ivory globes and give full access to the tiny, brown anus. The tongue
lashed her for another long moment as Geok felt the aching hunger
inside her spread from her abdomen up to her passion-swollen breasts. She
laboured, gasping, for breath and squirmed harder against the cushion,
pushing the wet, swollen lips of her organ against it to try to put out
the fire burning there. Abdul' hands massaging her swollen breasts,
thrilled her and frightened her. She tried with all her might to pull his
hand away-- but her own hand moved only as far as Abdul'--and then fell
back, uncontrolled, into her lap. It would not obey her mind's commands,
lying limp and useless as she turned her glassy eyes back to the stage.
The Thai now was grabbing and raising the girl's buttocks. What he wanted

was plain--and the girl obediently knelt, elevating the spread buttocks,

bending before the huge animal in abject surrender. The relentless tongue

had lashed her to defeat; crushed her resistance with its vigorous and

unremitting attack on her sensitive organs for interminable minutes.
The girl was on all fours and the Thai mounted the spread rounds
of her buttocks, hands on her back. The glistening penis slipped from its

huge sheathand danced in the hot, wet crevice as the animal trembled and

jerked, trying to bury the tapered point and the thick shaft in her body.
Sobbing, the girl looked back, shifting her round buttocks to try to
capture the lengthening shaft; like a bitch in heat, she strove to sheath
the long, scarlet organ in her voracious, grasping vulva. The sharp tip
missed, slid up to find the momentarily-relaxed anus, attempted to enter.
With a cry, the girl tensed, evaded the bending, up-slipping prod in
fright but the Thai returned immediately to the attack, having tasted
success. However, mindlessly, he thrust blindly, the thin point sliding
unsuccessfully beneath, into the soft, hair-nested crevice, rubbing
against the clitoris. The color of his jabbing penis contrasted
startlingly with the fevered pink of the girl's passion-inflamed cunt,
spreading the lips wider as his still unhoused shaft rubbed between them.
Geok held her breath with the other spectators who'd stopped to watch the
huge man, bucking madly behind the moaning girl, attempting to skewer her
on the still-lengthening taper of the huge, dripping penis. Out of
control, the Thai growled in frustration as the girl, in desperation,
reached back and, grasping the slippery organ, guided the point of it into
the pink red slit, spreading it apart wider and wider with each forward
thrust. Geok was holding her breath.
Groans of disbelief rippled through the room as the giant Thai man
jerked forward and buried his huge penis deep up the squirming girl's
pink, grasping hole. It slithered forward with a wet rush until it was
sunk to the hilt, his hairy balls swinging below her wet pubic hair. A
moan of relief came from her contorted lips as she began to move
rhythmically backwards to meet the thrust of the panting man. As hands

grabbed her waist, she began to undulate her body and move her
buttocks in lewd circles, abandoning herself to the delicious animal
fucking she was receiving from behind. Her face turned sideways toward
the excited audience and they could see fully the effect it was having.
Her face was contorted in rapture from the delicious screwing the man was
giving her. Her large, taut breasts danced tightly beneath her writhing
torso, moving in time to the sk$$$$$ng cock of the dog as it slid deep
into her from behind, a relentless, hot poker of glistening flesh burying
itself in her belly.

[proevoguy]

quite long story eh...i'm more interested what going to happen with Geok :D

[raintree_leaf]

quite long story eh...i'm more interested what going to happen with Geok :D

Haha...a wife that is easily tamed would not be as interesting as a "hard to get". I would consider Geok as a relatively faithful wife with traditional Chinese values tormented by desired coupled with some compromising situations.

[icesmoke]

More please

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Geok's breath was coming in tight gasps and the burning sensation
bubbling in her belly grew in maddening intensity with each moment she
watched the girl being ravished. Her body was beginning to perspire in
the warm, close room. The excited heat of the audience acted as a giant
heater and Geok could feel a trickle of sweat running from her navel down
her belly into her pubic hair. Its slow, teasing trail caused her to
squirm against the cushion, the edges rubbed sensuously against the moist,
hair-lined flanges of her warm throbbing pussy. She bit harder on her
lower lip to keep back a groan of frustration.
Her forehead was covered with tiny beads of sweat from the feverish
bodies around her. Another trickle ran down the valley between her full,
ripe breasts that Abdul had massaged into hardness, his hands slipping
over the nipples and his fingers nipping them sharply, causing a nervous
jump each time he did it.
Her nerves were shattered and her mind whirled in indecision. She
knew she should demand that they take her home. Julia's crowd was just a
little too fast for her and this wasn't being true to Hock Soon. She owed

him faithfulness and had already gone too far by letting Abdul squeeze and
knead her naked breasts this way but she still wanted to show Julia that
she was not a child. And perhaps it was all right. This petting didn't
hurt anything so long as it didn't go any farther. She could always stop
Abdul if he tried to do anything other than touch her breasts. Surely,
Julia wouldn't go any further with Pete. She had gone far enough as it
was and Geok's face red as she thought of Pete's fingers digging
wetly between her girl friend's thighs. The lewd thought sent another
electric tingle deep into her belly and she could feel the seeping wetness
between her own thighs increasing. Her heart pounded like a tom-tom. She
was sure Abdul could feel it beneath her tight breast in his hand. She
would stay--just until the show was over and then they could go. She
would insist ... she just had to; she had never intended things to go even
this far.
Her mind strayed back to the obscenely swaying body of the girl
kneeling before the hunching Thai man on the stage. She had gone
completely out of her mind now and was shouting lewd encouragement to the
man through clenched teeth. She was begging him to fuck her harder
and faster and to spew his cum up her cunt. She wanted to be filled with
the animal sperm in her drugged madness and that was all that mattered.
The girl was no longer human but a quivering mass of sweating, lust-
deranged flesh that begged to be subjugated. She was reveling in
humiliation at being screwed by this panting beast in front of the crowd
and ground her buttocks back against his hairy jerking body like another
animal. Geok watched in abject fascination. Tiny globules of moisture
were building in the crevice of the girls rotating buttocks. They
glistened in the lights of the stage and tiny droplets ran slowly down the
backs of her thighs, soaking the hose on her straining thighs.
Geok could feel Abdul becoming more restless; certain he could feel
her occasionally grinding her own buttocks into the couch. She tried to
make it appear she was just changing position but it was becoming more
difficult by the minute to conceal her frustration. Abdul' hand was
kneading her breasts more vigorously now making her tiny, bud-like nipples
throb in guilty pleasure. She snuggled down closer to him and put her
hands over the front of her dress to hide his actions from Julia. She
wanted to convince her companion she wasn't a prude and could watch a show
like this; but she didn't want Julia to know she was letting another man
touch her intimately even though Julia herself was succumbing
disgracefully to Pete's caresses. She could see out of the corner of her
eye that Pete's hand was still probing under the panties between Julia's
loosely spread thighs, thrusting more rapidly now. Julia's eyes looked
glazed through the darkness and she was grinding her pelvis up with
greater determination against Pete's fingers as they flicked in and out of
her wide-spread vagina.

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Geok suddenly squirmed down hard against the seat. Abdul had turned
toward her and dropped his other hand to her bared knee, slipping it up
toward the fullness of her thigh. She had frozen momentarily at the
unexpected contact crawling insect-like over her sensitive flesh. Abdul
was pushing the hem of her dress; was half way up to her panties before
she reacted and dropped a hand to her lap. She restrained his wrist
tightly not daring to look at him. Her eyes remained on the panting,
unnatural coupling on the bed; darting quickly to the side to see if Julia
had spied Abdul' hand moving on her thigh. She obviously had not as she
was totally engrossed in the fingers probing at her own genitals and the
exhibition working toward a climax before them. She gradually forced
Abdul' hand back down, pushing the dress with it, until she was covered
again.
Abdul' hand came to rest on her lap as she lifted it from her knee
and kept hers over it. She tried to hold it but it moved by force
kneading the softness of her belly under the thin material of her dress.
Teasing at the light sprinkling of hair at the base of her abdomen, his
fingers rotated against the mound of her crotch unable to go lower because
of her tightly pressed thighs. Geok pressed harder against the cushion,
knowing he would think she was trying to escape his fingers and not
suspect that secretly she was pressing the cushion into her own wet
vaginal slit. The flood between her thighs was wetting her dress now and
she could feel the warm wetness on the soft cheeks of her buttocks as she
pressed down harder to feed the pleasure building there. As his fingers
worked more firmly at her crotch, indecision arose again but the pleasure
rationalized away the danger. Abdul could not--without forcing her--get
beneath her dress. With Julia at hand, Geok didn't think he'd try. It
felt wickedly good ... only pleasure and no danger. She grasped his wrist
tighter but it did not stop his hand. It was still able to move about
freely, teasing her vagina and lower belly mercilessly through the thin
material of her soaked dress and panties. Geok closed her eyes tightly for
a moment and resigned herself to the rolling sensations of pleasure
coursing through her body. It was almost as though he were touching her
nakedness but still she felt safe. Surely he could go no farther with the
others around like this. But suddenly, she gasped in surprise. Abdul
removed his hand from her lap, moving it gradually under her buttocks from
the side. He still peered at the exhibition as though completely unaware
of his left hand now thrust between her buttocks and the seat. His hand
searched like a mouse in the crevice between her buttocks. Geok hesitated,
not knowing what to do. If she moved to push him away she would have to
drop the hand hiding her breasts in Abdul's kneading fingers, from Julia
and Pete. The struggle would certainly attract attention. Anything she
said to him would be overheard in the silence that had fallen over the
room.
Slowly she dropped her other arm to grasp his wrist tightly, but that
didn't stop the hand. It continued its ruthless teasing under her crotch,
probing at her moist slit through the thin dress and panties. There was
no more she could do without creating a scene, so Geok resigned herself,
almost with relief to Abdul' sneaky probing of her already-wet genitals.
She squirmed slightly away from it as his middle finger began a gentle
stroking motion, pushing the folds of her dress moistly into her suddenly
throbbing crevice. A gush of shame washed through her at the sudden waves
of indecent pleasure overcoming her desire to resist. Abdul' hand under
her buttocks became bolder as it sensed her tacit surrender to its
probings. He hooked his middle finger to slide her dress up the backs of
her thighs so that he could penetrate the moist softness underneath. She
could feel already the light tickling sensation of the material sliding
from between her thighs and the cushion.
Oh God, what should she do? This was sheer lunacy; allowing herself
to be used like this--and worse--enjoying it! What was happening to her?
Geok bit hard on her lower lip, glancing to see if Julia showed any
signs of awareness. But she was still concentrating on the stage as
Pete's hand continued its stroking.
She could feel the dress rising faster now, though still not apparent
from the lap. She lifted inadvertently as a fingernail scratched the
softness of her thigh, as the dress slid upward more rapidly in response
to Abdul's hooking finger. Suddenly, she gasped aloud. There was no
more dress. Abdul' hand covered all of the wet band of her panties and
was snaking under the elastic leg-band and worming into the moist walls of
her soft pussy. She squirmed against it, holding her breath for fear some
tell-tale sound might escape her lips. Her whole stomach tremble until her
impaled vagina became accustomed to the invading finger probing at the
lubricated softness of its tender walls. She could feel its moisture
covering the palm of the hand beneath her buttocks as it ground
imperceptibly into her crotch. Abdul' fingers moved in circles inside
her, expanding her tight little hole with each teasing rotation. Geok was
almost out of her mind, now. She didn't think she could stand this
maddening teasing of her genitals another moment. She was ready to crawl
the wall to quench the fire raging through her contracting vagina. The
sight of the girl on the stage being humped into the squeaking mattress
by the Thai and the long thin finger, fucking into her cunt without
mercy, were just too much! Something had to give!
It did.
Suddenly there was a loud cry from the stage. The girl was twisting
her head from side to side wildly, her long dark hair churning on the
mattress. She was in the beginning throes of an orgasm and screwed her
buttocks greedily against the Thai like a she-demon gone insane. The giant
man drooled as he fucked into the waving buttocks
from behind. Saliva dripped from it, onto the sweat on her back. She
screamed suddenly and rammed back against the man wildly just as he jerked
forward and his cock began spitting its sperm in hard spurts deep in her
clasping vagina. Geok watched in fascination as the girl's round buttocks
began contracting uncontrollably. signaling her own orgasmic upheaval
deep in her quivering belly. Thick white liquid oozed from her tight cunt
squeezing the prick of the man; thin trails of the sticky white ran down
the ivory columns of her thighs. Her backside glistened, displaying
soaked pubic hair and pink flesh as she pitched forward on her face,
unconscious; the rapidly deflating cock of the man slipping from her
passage-way with a sucking noise that echoed lewdly through the
stunned silence of the room. The girl was out cold and the Thai man stood
above her panting in obvious appreciation. In a last act of
obscene depravity he dropped his head to her wide-spread crotch and licked
at the white sticky liquid oozing from her still quivering cunt. He
gulped at it hungrily until at last there was no more and lay down
contentedly between her open legs, his giant head nuzzled gently into the
soft vee of her ravished pelvis.
The curtain closed slowly, leaving the depraved scene--the subjugated
girl and her animal lover lying in satiated sleep--imprinted deeply in the
minds of the breathless crowd. The room was filled with the stale air of
excited breathing that had accompanied the passion-inciting exhibition.
No one present had not felt the sensations of lust at that final climax--
including Ah Geok . It was with relief and regret that she felt Abdul'
finger slip from her tortured vagina and his hand slide from beneath her.
She was close to her own orgasm and in a few more moments, would herself
have been as helpless a victim of passion as the girl unconscious on the
bed in front of them.

[proevoguy]

this is good... :D

[Xfactor]

Great story, upz for u bro:cool:

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Geok's eyes were still on the stage her breath coming in gasps as the
curtain closed. She had never been so excited, sexually by anything and
it frightened her. To actually see a beautiful young girl subjugated by
a stranger was far beyond the scope of her imagination--and for the chinese girl to enjoy it the way she did with the Thai man was beyond anyone's
imagination. Geok was a nervous wreck when Mutu announced that the lights
would be turned on in three minutes. There was a bustle of clothing being
straightened and she guiltily pulled down her own dress under which
Abdul' hand had been probing into her moments before. She felt the wet
between her thighs as she lifted herself slightly off the seat and
smoothed her dress beneath her buttocks.
She saw, out of the corner of her eye, Julia reluctantly forcing
Pete's hand out of the front of her panties and pulling her dress down as
the lights Licked on. Geok was embarrassed at having to face all these people after the lewd exhibition on stage, but there was nothing she could do but look as nonchalant as possible under the circumstances.
"Boy," Pete said, wiping his perspiring forehead with a handkerchief.
"That was some hot little bitch up there. Did you see the way she gave
that hound a ride? Bet he'll never be happy with another man."
Julia and Abdul laughed at the joke and Geok forced a smile. He knew
she had been on the verge of losing control of herself and for this
reason, she could not look at him. She had never felt so humiliated and
ashamed in her life and could not understand how Julia could sit here so
calmly after letting Pete do the things he did to her while the lights
were down. She just did not understand it and a sudden wave of revulsion
came over her when she remembered her own behavior and how she had allowed
Abdul to take so many liberties with her own body.
God, what had come over them? They were both married women and had
husbands away at work and here they had acted like two whores picked up on
the street--which is just what had happened! They had been picked up!
"Well, let's have a drink everyone," Pete said, wiping his flushed
face with a handkerchief. "I need it after that exhibition of bedroom
gymnastics. Come on, I've arranged a private room for us to cool off in;
then we can continue where we left off, eh baby?" He patted Julia
playfully on the buttocks as she rose from the couch. Geok was shocked and
the sudden impact of what he was suggesting caught her unaware. She
refused to move when the others got up.
"Well come on, Geok," Julia smiled down at her. "I think you need a
drink too." She directed a knowing smile at Abdul who had also risen and
was waiting with the others.
"I-I'm not going. I want to go home now," she stammered, looking at
the floor. Tears of humiliation were forming in the corners of her
downcast eyes.
"Oh, for God's sake, baby, don't keep giving us that innocent act,"
Pete blurted suddenly. "I saw you rubbing against that seat like you had
a short fuse under you, who do you think you're kidding?"
Geok gasped at the realization that Pete had been watching her
shameless submission to Abdul' probing hand. She dropped her head into
her hands sobbing, unable to believe it. They were watching her all the
time!
"Pete," Julia admonished, "leave the poor girl alone. I'll handle
this. She's my guest down here."
"Well, hell, who does she think she is, Miss Housewife?"
"Now you be quiet. Geok, darling, let's go freshen up, shall we?
We'll meet you gentlemen in the room for a drink in a couple of minutes."
"Well make it fast, baby, I'm hot as a firecracker," Pete cracked as
he and Abdul headed toward the stairway. Julia took Geok's hand, and
pulled her gently from the couch, leading her out of the room and down the
hall to the ladies room. Her arm was draped sympathetically over Geok's
shoulder consoling the sobbing girl. Other couples eyed them curiously on
their way upstairs to the various bedrooms.
In the bathroom, she took a cold wash cloth and pressed it tenderly
to Geok's forehead.
"There dear, does that feel better?"
"Oh yes, it does, Julia," Geok groaned in self pity. "I--I feel like
such a fool for behaving this way but I just can't take much more of this.
I love Hock Soon so much and I just can't do anything that might make me sorry for the rest of my life. I just can't."
"There, now. No one's asking you to do anything you don't want to.
I just can't understand why such a lovely girl wouldn't like to enjoy
herself a little on the side. After all, no one would ever know."
"I don't care. I would know and that would be enough," Geok
protested. "I could never face my husband again if I went any farther.
I've done enough as it is."
"Geok darling, this is the twentieth century you know and women do
have some rights. Must I remind you that Hock Soon--like all the husbands on overseas assignments-has probably got his own little girl tucked away in an apartment in vietnam or Hong Kong or Mainland China and may be shacked up with her right this minute. I know that no-good husband of mine has and I don't intend to let him get away with it. I'm going to get my kicks too."
"Julia!" Geok suddenly rebuked her, anger in her voice. "You don't
mean you're going to bed with that horrible man!"
"Of course I am, dear. I'm a woman and a human being, I have my needs too. Remember that."
"Well, you can do what you want, but I'm not going to let anyone
touch me. It's not right and you should be ashamed thinking about such a
thing. I want to go home right now."
"Now, now, Geok darling. Don't give up your precious morals for my
sake. You can sit quietly with Abdul and have a nice drink while Pete
and I go play naked games. The way I feel now, it won't take too long."
"But you can't leave me alone with Abdul," Geok wailed. "He might
try to do something horrible to me."
"What's horrible?" contempt in her voice. "Who are you afraid of
Geok--Abdul or yourself?"
"That's not funny," Geok defended, straightening to reassert her
composure. "I can take care of myself."
"All right then show me," Julia chided. "You're a big girl now.
Mommy can't watch over you all the time."
Julia started toward the door, leaving Geok still standing in front of
the mirror. She hesitated for a moment, and then followed, angry now.
Julia was back on the kid routine and Geok had had enough of it. She was a
grown woman not a young girl and could take care of herself. She didn't need a nanny.
Her courage wavered as she followed Julia upstairs to a door at the
end of a long corridor. Geok knew she shouldn't go in and flushed again at
the thought of having to face Abdul after the things she let him do in
the darkness downstairs. But it was too late now, Julia had opened the
door and entered and Geok couldn't just stand here in the corridor like a
fool.
"Well, little Miss Housewife has decided to have a drink with us after
all, huh? I figured she'd have run with her tail between her legs by
now." Pete chuckled as Geok followed Julia into the room.

[Frankiestine]

eh TS...just curious do you stay in TP? u sound like someone I have corresponded with before..

[raintree_leaf]

eh TS...just curious do you stay in TP? u sound like someone I have corresponded with before..

I live in the south so I doubt I'm the one you had in mind.



Geok sat stiffly on a chair in the corner of the room, ignoring the empty

seat on the couch by Abdul. Her eyes assessed the furnishings

apprehensively. It certainly was designed for an orgy. There was an

over-sized double bed against one wall and two couches with matching chairs

scattered about. A small dressing table with a large gold-framed mirror over

it intimated it was a bedroom. Geok nodded a reluctant thanks when Abdul put

a tall Scotch in her hands. She appreciated that he was being a gentleman

about the whole thing and not acting like a complete idiot as Pete was doing.

One would never have known by Abdul' demeanor that he had been touching her

so intimately a few short minutes ago. Geok closed her thighs in automatic

reaction to the thought as it flickered through her mind momentarily. A deep

sense of shame still pervaded her entire being and she had no desire to

defend herself against Pete's remarks. She just hoped he and Julia and had

their little fun and returned quickly so she could get out of this evil place
back to her own world that she could understand.
"Come on, sweety," Pete said, reaching over and patting Julia's
thigh, "bring that drink along and let's go play games. My cock's so
hard it's gonna break off in a minute."
"Pete, you don't have to be so crude. After all, we do have a
guest," Julia admonished him, watching Geok's face turned red. "I'm tempted

to take both of you on. Abdul looks like an excellent lover. That would

solve all our problems."
Abdul remained silent under the compliment, but it was apparent he
was pleased with the reference to his masculinity.
"Baby, you won't be able to take on a tom cat when I'm finished with
you," Pete laughed. "Now come on that big bed's waiting."
He rose and took Julia's hand, pulling her to her feet.
"I wish you a lot of luck, Abdul my friend, I think she might be a
hot little piece once she gets going. I'll leave these and you two can
see what you're missing."
Pete pulled an envelope from his inside coat pocket and opened it,
drawing out a stack of black and white photographs. He shoved them
brusquely under Geok's face and when she refused to take them, let them
fall to her lap. She caught a glimpse of the top one and almost dropped
her drink. It was woman's face; her mouth in a strained circle around a
man's hardened penis. Geok froze as Pete laughed aloud at her shocked
reaction and led Julia through the door into the adjoining bedroom.
"Have fun, kids. Them dirty pictures oughta loosen her up Abdul."
Pete laughed as he closed the door behind them, his hand already loosening
his tie, a lewd, expectant smile on his face.
Geok and Abdul sat in silence for a moment. She gazed straight ahead
afraid the sight of the obscene photographs lying on her lap might
nauseate her and force her to run for the bathroom. She took a big
swallow of the drink, feeling her composure returning as the warm liquid
hit her stomach. She still had not looked Abdul in the eye since she had
entered the room but the drink gave her a little more courage.
"Abdul, please don't think I have anything against you. It's just
that I'm a happily married woman and wouldn't think of doing anything like
this with anyone other than my husband."
"I understand, Geok. Don't pay any attention to Pete. He is just a
loud bastard who doesn't know when he should keep quiet," Abdul answered,
understandingly.
"I-I apologize for letting myself get out of hand downstairs. That's
the first time any other man has ever touched me. I-I don't know what
happened."
"That was pretty exciting, down there. It would be difficult not to
be affected by it. Besides," he joked, "it shows you are human in spite
of what Pete says."
Geok laughed in spite of her guilt. It was nice talking to Abdul.
He seemed to understand her more than the others and she began to relax
for the first time since they entered this place. Abdul was so pleasant,
he seemed almost like a brother rather than someone she had to fear. He
fixed them more drinks and returned to his seat on the couch, making no
move toward her. This increased her confidence in him and her fears
diminished. They talked at random for a few minutes and then Abdul
excused himself for a moment to make a phone call. As soon as he closed
the door, Geok's curiosity got the better of her. She had never seen two
people making love before and her hand went to the pictures still lying in
a heap on her lap.
She studied the one of the woman sucking the man's penis carefully.
She had heard of women who did this and when she had been in secondary school
she had heard some of the other girls joking in the toilet about it but
she had never expected to see anyone doing it. The woman's mouth was
stretched so wide she wondered how she kept from choking on the enormous
shaft. It was huge, and her lips were locked on it as though they would
never let go. A ripple of sensation coursed through her as she pondered
its size. It was much bigger than Hock Soon's and she clasped her legs

tighter together as she wondered what it would be like to have something that

big shoved between her thighs. She flipped guiltily to the next one and
gasped as it proved to be just the opposite. The same woman was sitting
on a couch with her feet flat on the floor and her legs spread wide apart.
A man was kneeling between her thighs and Geok could see clearly his tongue
curling into the spread lips of her open vagina. Her mouth gaped at the
obscene sight. She had also heard about men doing this to women but never
thought the sight of such a depraved act could excite her against her will
as this photograph was doing. She could feel a slight moistness again
between her tightly pressed thighs. She reached for her drink on the
table by the chair and took a long sip of it. It burned going down and
she could feel her hand holding the pictures begin to shake as the
emotions reflecting on the girl's face in the picture transmitted
themselves to her own body.
She jumped as Abdul entered the room unexpectedly. She did not hear
him coming and her face flushed again. It was too late to hide the fact
she had been looking at the pictures and she could see the amused
expression on his face as he looked at her.
"Your husband is a middle aged man is he not?" Abdul questioned.
"Why, yes, he is, Hock Soon is very good at making love and he doesn't

have to resort to these horrible things to make me happy."
"Yes but do you make him happy?" Abdul answered. "Making love is
two people, not one."
"Of course, I do. I'm not frigid. I like it too."
"Yes," Abdul reminded softly, "I know you do. I've felt you,
remember?"
"Yes, I know you have," Geok answered slowly, reflecting on what took
place on the couch downstairs a few minutes ago. "But please don't remind
me of that Abdul. I want to forget it ever happened, if I can."
"But not something you think to forget," Abdul objected softly. "It
was thing you needed, Geok. I could feel when I touched you. That's why I
not stop when put hand on mine to hold back."
"Abdul," Geok said. "Please don't. I know, I know I may have felt
like it. But that gives me no right to go around acting like a common
hooker in Geylang. I do have my husband to think about."
"Of course," he agreed. "But perhaps it better if you learn a few
things. Someone may take him away ..."
"You mean like this," Geok said grimly, holding up the picture of the
woman sucking the enormous cock.
"Well, I think she make this man very happy."
Geok was becoming confused again. She knew she shouldn't have had
that last drink. She felt she was right and shouldn't even be discussing
these obscene things but the correct arguments weren't coming to mince She
blinked, heavily, trying to clear her vision that had blurred slightly.
Abdul shuffled the photographs one after another teasingly before
her face with his free hand, describing in lewd, lust-inciting terms, the
actions each of she couples were performing. His lips had dropped to her
ear and he was whispering moist passion into it--using words she had
not heard since she was a school girl, but now suddenly strangely
exciting. Geok pressed her thighs tightly together in one last determined
effort to overcome the temptation building within her. In her passion-and
alcohol-distorted mind, she knew she had to go right this minute or she
would not have the strength to fight off again the lust that was tugging
at the very core of her quivering belly.
"Abdul!" she whispered almost hysterically, pulling his hand from
inside her dress. "Where is Julia? We must go, we must ... right now!"
she pleaded. "I can't stand it, please--please help me!"
"We should not interrupt," Abdul answered. "They be very angry."
"I don't care? I don't care, we're going to leave. I can't stay in
this awful place another minute!" she trembled, tears suddenly filling her
eyes.
"We can look what they do," he said slowly, letting the thought sink
into Geok's tortured mind.
"You-you mean watch them," Geok gasped. "Wh-what if they're still
doing something."
"They not know," he laughed softly. "Besides, you learn, maybe and
hurt nothing."

[Xfactor]

Keep it going bro...Geok gonna freak out any moment:)

[raintree_leaf]

Geok's heart skipped a beat at the suggestion. Abdul gave her time for

no further thought. He placed the stack of photos on the table by the chair

and taking Geok's hand, pulled her after him.
"We're not going in that room, Abdul! We can't."
"No, we watch here in special way," he said, his eyes twinkling
mischievously as he led her to the dressing table. "Just here before
mirror. I turn out light. Better take big drink too, before see what
Julia really like."
Geok lifted her glass in obedience and took a few swallows.
Geok heard Abdul adjusting the mirror after he had turned off the
lights. She heard the click of a switch and received the shock of her
life. Where she had seen her own image another room appeared.
"A two-way mirror," Abdul explained in a low whisper. "We can see
everything--they not see us."
A large double bed like the one behind them was up against the wall
right next to the mirror. Geok's heart skipped a beat Julia was lying
spread-eagled in the center of the bed, completely nude. Geok felt she could

reach out and touch her. Julia's head was rolling back and forth on the

mattress, her face contorted in a ecstasy.
Pete was kneeling between her naked, wide-spread legs running his
lips and tongue moistly up and down her body. He had sucked her heaving
breasts into hardness and then traced a wet hot path down to the
flat plane of her jerking stomach and inner thighs. Julia writhed beneath
his flicking caresses like a woman possessed. Her hands were tangled
tightly in his hair pulling his lips greedily to her tingling slain.
Geok leaned forward gripping the corners of the dressing table until
her hands ached. She could not move. It was different with someone you
didn't know like the people in those pictures, but this was Julia! Geok
tried to block out the shocking picture but couldn't. She had to look--the
obscene spectacle was mesmerizing her. Her mind rebelled--to watch a man
toying with the naked, squirming body of a woman who was your best friend
was depraved and lewd. She knew she should turn away.
Abdul, behind her, pressed a cigarette to her lips and she
drew deeply without hesitation. The smoke curled into her
lungs like a soothing syrup, sweeping away the revulsion she had felt a
moment before. Her head lightened and she pulled at it heavily, closing
her eyes tightly as each puff burned heatedly into her lungs. Then, after
several deep, deep inhalations, she found herself wickedly enjoying the
scene before here.
Julia was beautiful, she thought, as she was spread on the bed before

her. Geok sucked in her stomach with a gasp as Pete's thumbs massaged
her vagina, and then, pulled outward slowly, parting the soft pubic hair
and exposing the moist red slit of Julia's vagina. The bud of her
clitoris was clearly visible throbbing into hardness just above the
stretched elastic opening of her cuntal entrance.
Pete's head dropped, his long wet tongue snaking out to flick
teasingly at the quivering little nub of raw nerves at the top of the
slit. Julia's body jerked as the electric contact was made and her legs
clamped tightly together around his head, the soft inner thighs
imprisoning his ears in a vise-like grip. Her hips began a slow up and
down movement in rhythm to the probings of his slavering tongue. Soft
mews of animal pleasure came from between her clenched teeth. She was
caught in a mindless fit of uncontrolled lust and her upper torso writhed
like a belly dancer's, back-down on the mattress.

[proevoguy]

wow!!!:D getting hot here............

[cupid128]

Good one TS :)

[diamondo]

Excellent build up. Can't wait to read the episode with Abdul and Geok.
I am horny liao just thinking about it. Please continue.

[ANDYSIAO14]

shiok la...waiting for more outcome......:p

[kaychye11]

more more .... nice story

[kevinlee]

Waiting impatiently here for next updates.... :p:o

[raintree_leaf]

Thanks all bro for all the wonderful comments. I prefer slow buildup to all the "yes! harder! quicker!" quickie plot lines. This will be the final and a long episode so as not to break up the momentum. Please do enjoy ;)

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Geok's mouth gaped in disbelief as she watched Julia twisting
lustfully to the sucking of her cunt. Her own torso began an involuntary

swaying in time to that of Julia's as her body squirmed in lewd surrender to

the nerve-shattering lickings of the lips and mouth glued to her crotch.

Abdul had moved behind Geok now and she could feel the length of his body

pressed into her back. His arms extended around her and he was massaging and

cupping her breasts in a teasing circular motion that caused her to squirm

her buttocks back, hard against his loins. She could feel a stiffness

growing there under his pants and when he pressed forward she could feel the

full thickness of it pressing through her dress into the crevice of her

buttocks. The thin folds of bunched material grated against her tiny,

sensitive anus sending small warning spasms of pleasure rippling up her belly

to the rising nipples of her breasts.
The last shattered remnants of her vow to run faded into nothingness
as she felt a hand lease her breast and gently lower the zipper that ran
down the back of her dress to her upper buttocks.
Abdul hands slipped into the opening from behind, curling around her
bare mid-section and rising to push the tight restricting bra up and away
from her swollen, ripe breasts. His hands cupped the mounds
greedily as they came free, trapping the hardened, sensitive nipples
between thumb and forefinger; squeezing until a tiny, excruciating
sensation brought a gasp of surprised pleasure from her open lips. He
pushed forward with his pelvis sinking his covered hardness deeper into
the split of her involuntarily contracting buttocks.
Geok watched in wide-eyed wonders her own buttocks now pushing back
against Abdul, as Pete's lips began crawling up Julia's squirming body.
They worked their way up slowly, pausing now and then at soft sensitive
spots for a quick flick of the tongue that would bring further groans of
delight and frustration from Julia s tightly clenched teeth. It was then
that she could see clearly his thick fat cock protruding from his crotch.
It looked as hard as the thick stump of a tree stanching from the thick,
curly, black pubic hair covering his slightly rounded belly. It was
enormously thick and Geok shuddered as she saw it pause momentarily over
Julia's still side-spread vagina. Geok thought that Pete was going to ram
it into her then but he didn't. He slid slowly all the way up her
slippery, sweat-soaked body and straddled her breasts. Geok could see the
tight bulges squeeze out under the cheeks of Pete's fat buttocks as he
sank down on them, pushing them down onto her chest. Pete's thick, fat
cock stood straight out from his belly, with the rubbery, reddish head but
a few inches above Julia's gasping mouth. Pete reached one hand back
behind him and with a quick flick of his wrist, shoved his middle finger
deep between Julia's wide open legs, sk$$$$$ng it into the pink moist
lips of her cunt up to his flat palm. She jerked as he rotated it
around inside, teasing the wet sensitive walls until Julia panted and
gasped, breathing a moan of surrender to the treatment her
body was undergoing.
Geok's breath came in time to Julia's gasps beneath the teasing

cock. The muscles in her own body were as taut as how strings as she reacted
involuntarily to the maddening fondling of Abdul' hand on her. She
jerked as one of his hands left her breasts to trail a slow, teasing path
down the soft, unresisting belly and insert itself into the elastic band
of her panties, teased thrillingly at the pubic hair raising from the vee
of her crotch. It played for a moment and suddenly curled down into the
moist, ready slit between her legs, the nail scraping gently at the tiny
bud of her clitoris sending it springing into life. Geok jerked
forward slightly as the hand curled further under her crotch, parting the
soft lips of her vagina to teasingly snake its way inside the tight
elastic opening of her cunt sending wild electric shocks of pleasure
stabbing through her. The rigid hugeness of his cock was now pressed deep
in the sweat-moistened crevice of her ass behind, throbbing as though it
had a life of its own. She ground back against it, imprisoned
between it and the thrusting finger teasing deep in her
vagina.
Abdul began a gentle rocking motion to which her own body responded
in time to the jerking hand of Pete fucking into Julia's rotating pussy in
front of them.
Suddenly, Pete, the sadistic grin on his face widening had
taken her brutally by the hair, pulled her head up off the mattress, at
the same time thrusting forward to ram the thick, solid head of his cock
deep into her gaping mouth. Geok held her breath. She was certain Julia
was going to choke from the sheer size of the organ buried between her
puckered lips. But she didn't. She sucked at it hungrily as though she
had waited through all eternity for this magic moment.
Abdul had seen the thick cock slid into Julia's mouth and Geok
could feel his cock jerking under his pants against her in uncontrolled
excitement. It was inciting him as it was her and she gasped as he leaned
forward slightly pressing his moist lips against her ear and whispered,
"Bend downward--I going to fuck you behind."

[raintree_leaf]

"Oh God, no, I can't, I told you I can't," she panted between
clenched teeth unable to stop the rocking of her body against his hand.
"I fuck you good, and we see at the same time," he whispered again.
The lewd words excited her strangely and she groaned in surrender as he

pushed her upper body forward over the dressing table. Her muscles were like

rubber and she almost fell, coming to rest on her elbows, her face resting

inches from the mirror.
Her buttocks wavered in the air behind her and she shuddered as she
felt Abdul hands lift her dress above her hips, bunching it around her
waist, and draw her thin white nylon panties down over the
rounded white cheeks of her ass leaving them to hang at her knees. A cool
rush of air hit her backside and she suddenly flushed in shame. Her whole
rear end was exposed to him, waving back in lewd invitation to any
humiliation he might want to inflict on it. A last thought of Hock Soon
flickered through her conscience as she heard the metallic sound of a
zipper behind her as Abdul opened his fly and his long thick cock burst
into welcome freedom. There was no time for further thought. He dropped
to his knees behind her straining buttocks and licked moistly down the
entire length of her sweating crevice stopping abruptly to flick the tip
of his tongue into the tight puckered ring of her anus.
"Oh God," she groaned as the tantalizing licking invaded her whole
crotch, teasing at her like some demon from another world. She quivered
back against it, screwing her buttocks in small circles around and around
to feel deliciously its complete rape of her helpless exposed loins.
There was nothing in the world like this feeling. She had never known it
before, it was different, it was wicked, it consumed the whole of her
being and there was nothing else in the world now but the lashing tongue
licking at her from behind. Wild thoughts of the Thai man downstairs ran
through her mind and of his great slobbering tongue slithering over the
naked genitals of the squirming girl. She knew what it was now and wildly
reveled in its lewd tingling joy until she thought suddenly her entire
body was going to explode in a thousand fragments.
Abdul stopped just in time. He slithered his tongue up the moist
crevice again, over her back and to the base of her spine, following the
tiny bony ridges up her back until this progress was halted by the flimsy
bunched dress around her narrow waist.
He stood, and Geok suddenly quivered in fear as she felt the hugeness
of the tight-swollen head of his penis press into the split between her
wide-spread buttocks.
Oh Good, he's too big, the thought raced through her suddenly fear-
filled mind. He'll split me open!
Her buttocks involuntarily cringed forward drawing away from the
rubbery tipped cock pressing into her from behind, but it followed. Her
forehead pressed tightly against the mirror. There was no where else to
go! Her cringing body was trapped between the glass and the searching
monster behind her.
He was going to impale her! he was going to split her!
She felt his hands close around the tops of her thighs, gripping them
tightly, his fingers digging harshly into her soft white flesh.
"Reach behind--put it in," he panted.
"Oh, no, no, I can't," Geok whimpered. "I just can't, it'll hurt."
"Put it in, I say!" he commanded in Malay sub-consciously, relishing the

power he had over a Chinese woman, digging his fingers tighter into her

flesh.
"Ohhhh," Geok groaned as she felt the flesh of her thighs being
squeezed into painful tight balls. She couldn't stand it. In
desperation, she reached back between her legs and closed her hand over
his penis. It was enormous! She had never felt the penis of another man let

alone a man of another race. It was even far bigger than she had imagined!

She could never take it all!
He squeezed again, this time bringing a louder sound of pain from her
tortured lips. She tearfully placed the blunt, throbbing head against the
tight, elastic opening of her vagina, biting down hard on her lower lip to
hold back the tears of fright that were beginning to brim her eyes. She
felt it begin a slow prodding and working against the set open lips,
parting them and forcing its way inside the tight restricting ring of
flesh that jealously guarded the entrance to her secret passage. There
was a great stretching feeling in her loins as though the tender lips of
her vagina were being pulled apart--then suddenly she felt her thighs
swept apart and Abdul's long thick cock slithered into her hot throbbing
passage like the trunk of a tree. The heavy weight of his loins crashed
hard against her buttocks, pushing her face brutally against the mirror.
"Aaagggh!" she strangled through clenched teeth. Her vaginal passage
was on fire. The great penis penetrating it felt like a great drill
tunneling deep into her belly. Geok struggled and swung her buttocks in
vain to escape the cruel impalement; it was no use. Abdul had skewered
into her up to the hilt, she was a hopeless prisoner, stuck on the end of
his rock-hard cock like a mounted insect. Geok's lips opened and closed in
sensation and torment. Her cunt walls were afire from the unaccustomed
size of the instrument imbedded in her belly. It felt as though he had
penetrated all the way to her breasts. She moaned against the mirror,
small circles of fog arising from the heat of her breath.
Behind her, gasping and panting with delight Abdul began to rock
rhythmically and gently in and out of the soft confines of her vagina.
Gradually the pain eased and Geok, too, began to feel a strange masochistic
pleasure ripple through her. Watching Julia succumbing to the depraved
sucking of Pete's thick prick, coupled with the ravishment of her own cunt
by a strange Malay man was sending unfamiliar thrills of wicked pleasure
coursing through her entire being. She began to undulate her buttocks
in circles in rhythm to the long thick cock fucking into her
from behind.
"Oh God," she breathed suddenly back at him, "I like it, I like it,
go on, go on."
Standing over her bent body, Abdul gritted his teeth and fucked in
and out with long, hard lunges that seemed to receive their momentum from
the very tips of his toes. A feeling of absolute power rippled through
him as he held her hips down in total subjection to the rock-hard cock
sk$$$$$ng relentlessly into her. He could feel the soft fleshy ridges
deep inside her giving way before the merciless onslaught of his piston-
like cock.
His fingers gripped her harder, squeezing the soft, unresisting
thighs with sadistic strength, hurting her, squeezing groans from her
tortured throat as she struggled helplessly beneath his mastery of her
mind and body.
He stretched the quivering moons of her buttocks wide with his
fingers, watching in the dim light coming through the mirror, the pink
folds of wet glistening flesh clinging tightly around his rampant
instrument. He levered forward suddenly on the tips of his toes sinking
the plunging penis the last remaining inch, he could feel the fleshy
resistance deep inside spread before the sensitive, engorged head of his
penis, bringing a soft, explosive sound from her lips as though the wind
had been knocked from her. He sensed she had never been fucked this deep
before and he routed the head around deep inside, enlarging the virginal
end of her channel and feeling its squeezing clasp gripping his rigidity
like warm elastic. The soft enveloping tightness brought a tingle of
delight shooting through his balls. His cock encased in the warm
moist vagina pulsated with lewd pleasure.
Geok's eyes opened and closed in a lost glaze of passion. She spread
her thighs wider, moving her feet apart stretching with difficulty the
flimsy silk panties still hanging at her knees. She lowered her buttocks,
forcing Abdul, behind her, to alter his position and follow her grinding
buttocks to a shallower level. She could feel with obscene delight the
cool metal of his zipper pressed tight into the cheeks of her buttocks as
he strove deep inside her, the rough material of the pants pressed harshly
against the backs of her thighs. The bushy, springy pubic hair around the
base of his prick brushed against the soft inner edges of
her ass. Forgotten was the humiliation of bending like a slave
while a Malay man fucked her from behind, venting his lust in her delighted

vagina, forgotten were the ruined panties hanging at her knees a lowered flag

of her surrender--panties she had bought for Hock Soon's homecoming. All

that mattered, now, was the obscene pleasure coursing through her like a fire

out of control. She wanted to be fucked like this, she wanted to be

subjected to any lewd demands placed on her pleasure wracked body.

[raintree_leaf]

As she watched Pete suddenly jerking from Julia's sucking lips,

holding the huge, red gland about two inches away, and with an expiring groan

from his wet, red lips, it began spewing hot, sticky cum directly into her

wide-open mouth. The thin, quick spurts streamed from it like milk from a

cow, filling her mouth to the brim. Julia swallowed voraciously, trying not

to lose a drop of the hot, lust-sperm. Geok felt Abdul's hands pulling at
her hips from behind. She limply allowed her body to be pulled away from
the dressing table and the passion-stimulating sight of her friend's
ravishment through the mirror. He had turned her body now and with his
hands on her back kept her in a bent position as he forced her to waddle,
stiff-legged before him, toward the bed faintly visible in the dim light
that came through the mirror. Abdul moved slowly, joggling her still-
impaled body on the end of his extended cock. The strength of his fingers
gripping her hips and upper thighs kept her from slipping off him and
losing the lustful coupling of their bodies. He paused at the edge of the
bed.
"Crawl up," he commanded from behind her. "so he not come
out."
Geok's resistance was completely crushed now and she complied
obediently, lifting first one knee and then the other to the
mattress. Then, she was kneeling on the bed; Abdul stood behind her with
his huge cock still buried deep in the crevice of her vagina. "Go
forward," he whispered again.
She tried to, but lost her balance and fell face down on the bed
dragging him with her. His weight crushed her smaller body into the
mattress and his penis--from the force of the fall--rammed forward to jab
painfully against the blunt, solid end of her cervix.
Geok gave a sharp cry at the sudden, sharp pain. Her legs flung wide
to alleviate the hurt, her toes digging fruitlessly into the soft
mattress. She clenched her buttocks tightly together in an attempt to
keep his thick tormenting instrument from penetrating deeper. She
couldn't stand the pain.
"Come up," he hissed from behind, "it's pulling out."
"I-I can't. Oh God, I can't. It's killing me," she whimpered into
the mattress.
"We'll turn over, it's slipping out."
She could feel his sucking withdrawal between her legs and the cool
rush of air to her tortured loins, suddenly freed from the weight of his
body. She moaned in relief, but it was only momentary. The pain that
existed before was replaced by a different pain ... that of unsatisfied
desire. The wild ache that had filled her while watching Julia being
skewered from behind, returned at the same time, only in greater force.
Her body mindlessly followed the dictates of his hands as they coursed
over her, removing her clothing. The remains of her torn panties--bought
for her husband's homecoming were pulled hurriedly from her calves. She
rolled over quickly to allow the thin dress to be drawn over her
head. Magic hands snatched the bra away and she could feel the cool rush

of air over her whole body now as the large, firm orbs were freed from their

nylon-strapped prison. There was nothing else left--she was totally naked

except for her black high heeled --her trembling white nudity was completely

at Abdul' mercy.
In the distance, she could hear the hurried rustle of clothing being
stripped from Abdul' body as she trembled nakedly, half fear and half
impatience, Then ... a slight movement of the bed ... hands searching over
her--pulling her thighs wide apart ... the mattress sagging slightly from
a weight crawling between her spread legs ... urgent hands parting the
lips of her throbbing vagina ... and suddenly the blunt stab of a fiery
pole of flesh.
Her whole body twitched and writhed uncontrollably as she groaned in
abandoned welcome to the deliciously-punishing instrument sinking deep
into her cunt. Her face contorted with passion, cries of ecstasy escaped
her tightly-clenched teeth
"O-Oh God," she gasped as Abdul' hands slipped under the rounded
moons of her buttocks, raising them and at the same time, straining his
cock forward into her with all the strength of his hips and thighs. She
was moaning incoherently and wound her warm and smooth legs around his
hips as he thrust into her. The smooth, velvet folds of her vagina held
him, squeezing tightly around his rigid column, until she could feel every
inch of skin on his rigid, pulsing cock. This madness she had never
known--total surrender to the lure of the flesh and she screwed her buttocks

up tight against his pelvis until she could feel the tightness of his balls

pressed hard into the wet, wide-stretched crevice below her vagina. The

soft, hair-covered skin danced teasingly against the sensitive outer rings of

her tiny naked anus sending shivers of lewd delight surging through her
fluttering nerve-ends.
There was nothing else in the world, no tomorrow, no yesterday, no
Hock Soon, nothing but this deep dark hole of lust and flesh, of belly

smacking against belly, crotch grinding against crotch.
"Ooooh yes, yes, fuck it hard, darling, fuck it hard, Give it to
meeeh!" she begged, gasping. She was approaching orgasm and her body had
become something animal, no longer human as she twisted and contorted,
spreading her legs wide apart and then pulling them up to her shoulders,
bending them at the knees, spurring him on like a wild horse with the
heels of her shoes digging into his hard-muscled buttocks.
Geok saw the flash of light as the lamps in the room flicked on and
clenched her eyes tightly to block it out. She was vaguely aware of someone

entering the room but nothing mattered except the body driving it into her

from above.
"God damn," she heard a voice like Pete's breathe, "look at little
Miss Housewife go."
"I told you to be patient, dear, the alcohol would get to her," a
Julia-like voice laughed triumphantly. "Think you'll like having a little
of that?"
"Man, is she tender! If Abdul don't fuck her to death, I will.
Let's call Mutu and some of the others. We shouldn't leave our host out
of something this good."
"That's fine with me," the Julia-voice answered through Geok's haze,
"I want to see the stuck-up little bitch screwed within an inch of her
life. She's been the faithful innocent housewife for too long. It'll be

good for her to be taken down a peg or two."
The puzzling voices continued as the remarks became more lewd by the
minute, but it didn't matter. Her body was white-hot. Her head flailed
from side to side wildly, her mouth open in abandon. The onlookers were
forgotten as she swung her thighs up and clasped Abdul' hips with the
backs of her calves, winding her tapered legs all the way around his body.
Her ankles locked tightly together high on his back, spiraling her
ravenously hungry vagina up the full length of his slippery, plunging
shaft.
", look at that tight little pussy climb!" the Pete voice
gasped hotly as a bright orange flash filled the room. "Don't split it,
Abdul boy, don't split it. Save some for me here."
Geok's body drove on unheeding. She was almost ready to cum and could
not stop. Sweat was pouring from her body as she strove wildly
for the end--an infinitesimal second away.
And then--and then--it happened.
Abdul clamped his mouth tightly down on hers starting a long, low
groan that swelled to shout as he began spewing his hot sperm deep up into
her hot, slippery passage. She could feel it jet into her in great
gushing torrents--deflating his jerking penis with each white hot spurt.
She was still just seconds away.
"Nooo! Noooo! Darling, wait! Wait! Please, wait for me!" she
sobbed her frustration into his mouth. But it was useless. She squeezed
her buttocks up against a softening penis which had lost its mastery over
her seething emotions. Her spiked heels pounded desperately into Abdul'
spent body. With an empty groan, Abdul's grip on her legs was released.

She lay spread-eagled as she felt the heavy weight lift from her and the cool

rush of air over her sweat-soaked form. She was crying hard as she pulled the

blanket over her ravished body. Ah Geok was not sure herself whether the tears

were the tears of a climax she had almost reached or tears of guilt of

betrayal of her husband Hock Soon.

[KlekKlak]

Feel hot to read yr story.Keep it up :D

[ccl69]

nice story. please carry on.

[bloggert]

raintree, just to let you know that the slow build-up, and in particular the psychological struggling of Geok, adds a strong and good dimension to your story, setting it apart from the wham-bam styles. Keep the style up! Looking forward to more of Geok's inner struggles between her new found desires, her guilt and loyalty to Hock Soon.

[bloggert]

raintree, just to let you know that the slow build-up, and in particular the psychological struggling of Geok, adds a strong and good dimension to your story, setting it apart from the wham-bam styles. Keep the style up! Looking forward to more of Geok's inner struggles between her new found desires, her guilt and loyalty to Hock Soon.

[bloggert]

multiple posts due to network error. sorry.

[retire11]

Very well written. Plenty of details.

[Rowenta]

Nice stories, keep it coming. Thanks bro;)

[Wizard69]

Raintree plse continue with the story.

[kevinlee]

Nomore update? Please cum back leh....

[SeAHuM]

Probably ran off to check on his wife now....

[six_niner69]

Haha maybe but it's a very good story.

Even though it can only be posted here, I'd give up my valuable bread to get this published :D

[clawhammer]

Hi Raintree,
Good story bro many thanks!

[TREKLIM]

Wow Bro Good Story Keep It Up!

[Xazz]

This is really good story! Camping here for more.

[clawhammer]

Hi bro will you continue with the story?

[HayHot]

This is a good story.. or rather... a good COPIED story from some other site.
If you want to copy a story, at least give credit to the original author instead of changing a few names and claim credit for yourself.
Blackmailed Navy Wife (http://www.kysaonline.org/371_blackmailed_navy_wife.htm)
http://www.kysaonline.org/371_blackmailed_navy_wife.htm
Melinda = Julia
Claire = Geok
Carlos = Abdul
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The darkened room with the blinds drawn looked vaguely familiar and she knew she had seen it before somewhere. But what was she doing in it? This wasn't her apartment. Then she remembered. Of course, we came to Tijuana yesterday. It's my hotel room. Geok started to move in the bed, and then felt the excruciating pain.

"Ohhh," she groaned aloud. "What's happened to me?"

Her head felt strangely thick and it was difficult to think. Avery muscle in her body seemed to be tied in tiny knots. She lay still for a moment, then she recalled the horrible dream she had last night.

That obscene sickening show, all those men, Julia's voice encouraging them on. The impact suddenly hit her. "My God, it happened!" In spite of the pain, she sat up quickly. Questions began to run through her head faster than her muddled mind would check them, how did I get home? Who dressed me?, it's my nightgown I'm wearing! Why did it happen? Why, why? She stumbled from the bed and lurched heavily to the bathroom mirror, looking into it quickly. "My God," she moaned, "it did happen, it wasn't a nightmare!" Heavy lines marred her fresh, young skin. Her eyes were sunk deeply into her head as though she had aged years since yesterday. She looked down. Her body was a mass of bruises that centered around her breasts and inner thighs. Her breasts were almost raw and even the soft nylon gown rubbing against the tips sent sharp waves of excruciating pain through them. She suddenly vomited, sobbing hysterically. "Oh, it didn't happen, it didn't, it just couldn't," she babbled incoherently over and over to herself, still hanging over the basin. "I'll ask Julia, she'll tell me it didn't happen, she'll tell me it didn't happen."

"Julia, Julia!" she screamed hysterically, half staggering, half crawling to the living room.

There was no answer. She could see the door to Julia's room was open and the bed immaculately made. The maid had already cleaned it.

Geok looked at the clock, it was five o'clock in the afternoon, she had slept the entire day!

She collapsed on the couch, sobbing hysterically. After a few minutes, she saw the envelope on the coffee table. It was addressed to her and she picked it up and hesitantly opened it. There was just a short note inside but it said a million words:

Geok, darling I'm letting you sleep. I'll be back
about six. Incidentally, you were the hit of the
party last night. I didn't realize you had such
hidden talents, dear.
Love, Julia

Then it was true, it hadn't just been a bad dream and it had been Julia who had led her into it and encouraged Abdul and Ramon and God only knows how many others to do those terrible, depraved things to her. What possessed Julia to do such a thing? What did she have against her? Geok had trusted her, accepted her as a friend and protector. True, she hadn't accepted many of the invitations Julia had offered but that couldn't possibly have offended her that much...

Geok pondered these things, unable to answer any of the questions that still ran through her mind.

One thing for certain, she couldn't face Julia or the others again She had to leave before they returned. She phoned the desk.

"This is Mrs. Bachman, can you tell me when the next bus leaves for San Diego?"

"Si, Senora, they leave every half an hour. You can take one anytime," the voice answered.

"Would you please send someone up for my bags in fifteen minutes, then. I'll be leaving," Geok said.

"Right away, Senora. Do you want a taxi?"

"Yes, please."

[HayHot]

In spite of the pain through her body, Geok managed to dress and pack her bags quickly. She was spurred by the thought Julia might return and Geok just could not be there to face her, she had to get away.

She made it, and with a sigh of relief she settled back in the soft Greyhound bus seat. She couldn't help but compare the difference in her feelings today and yesterday. She could remember the elation she had felt when they had arrived. It was her chance to relax and release a few of the tensions she had built up worrying about Dave.

True, she had been a bit upset with the boy who had reached in the car and brazenly squeezed her breast but that had passed quickly.

She had entered this hateful city a faithful wife, who loved her husband more than anything else, and was leaving it as a woman who had been used by other men, she didn't even know how many, to fulfill their obscene desires. Worse yet, she had been betrayed by her own body that had bucked and twisted in its own lustful fulfillment beneath its attackers.

She wondered what warped thing in Julia's mind could have caused Julia to lead her into that perverted party last night... and worse, stand by and encourage it while her drugged body had been subjected to the most depraved indignities.

Perhaps it was something in human nature that enjoyed seeing the humiliation of others, she remembered for the first time her own reaction when she had seen Julia rocking in uncontrollable passion beneath Pete's slavering mouth and tongue. She had been repulsed at first, but then had stayed and watched in fascination, unable to tear her eyes away until her own unleashed desires had permitted Abdul to lift her away and take possession of her hungry body.

She tried to think more about it but the soft drone of the bus engine and her still-exhausted body conquered her mind. She would rest first and then try to make some sense out of the awful twenty-four hours she had just experienced. She slept heavily in the soft comfort of the seat, her mind quiet for the moment.

The laughing boy raced happily down the narrow sandy beach plunging headlong into the cool, clear water. His arms flailed wildly, splashing like a hooked salmon for a moment, then he stood up, knuckling the water from his eyes with his forefingers.

"Auntie Geok, Auntie Geok," he yelled at the tan blonde girl lying on the blanket not too far away. "Come on in, come on in and race me to the raft!"

"Okay, Jimmy," she yelled back slipping a white bathing cap over her long blonde hair. "Be right there, I'll bet you an ice cream I win."

She ran over to where he was waiting and jumped in beside him, splashing handfuls of water in his face at the same time.

"Don't, Don't" he cried, "I can't see to race you."

She stopped long enough for him to clean his eyes again and then said, "Okay, get ready, one, two, three, go!"

They both splashed off into the water and swam toward the raft anchored some one hundred feet out in the lake. Geok could feel her hands cutting cleanly into the cool clear water in front of her, pulling her body swiftly after them.

She had never felt better. She had been here in the mountains with Laura, Dave's sister, for over two weeks now and the scars of the ill- fated trip to Tijuana were gradually healing.

She had returned to San Diego and immediately packed her bags and left.

She never intended to see Julia again, which of course, meant giving up her job at the store, but it didn't matter.

She had not even bothered to notify her supervisor that she was quitting. She still had several days pay coming but decided to sacrifice it for fear they would want a forwarding address through which Julia could trace her if she had a desire to do so, though why would she? Julia had her revenge or what ever it was she wanted. She couldn't humiliate her anymore than she already had. Geok had been more afraid that Julia would try to see her to apologize and felt the whole, hideous nightmare had been a mistake, but she couldn't bear to face anyone connected with it.

[HayHot]

P.S. Your mother said you were enjoying your vacation.

There was no signature but there could be no mistake about who sent them.

Suddenly from deep in her sub-conscious, she remembered the bright orange flashes going off and the strange clicks in the background. Her passion-crazed mind had not related them to a flash camera at that time but it was unmistakably clear that's what they were

In horror, she picked them up and began to shuffle through them. She could recognize Abdul, Pete and Ramon, the sneaky fat little Mexican who had let them in the club that night, but there were others she had never seen before. All seemed to be having a contest to see who could heap the greatest indignity on her helpless naked body. They had turned her every way possible and in several of the pictures, she was between two of them, each using her defenseless body in a different way to satisfy their lusts. Her face, contorted in passion, was plainly visible in each of the photographs and she seemed to be pleading for more of what she was receiving.

Geok almost vomited again, but instead, vented her despair on the pictures, tearing them into tiny pieces and stuffing them back in the envelope. She put them out on her stone window sill and set a match to them, burning them to ash. The wind swept them away and for a moment it gave her a respite. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the ashes swirling away into the air

It was not until the last ash had vanished that the terrible impact hit her. What would they expect her to pay to return the copies? They knew she didn't have money

The pieces began to fall in place - pick them up at Max's house! - Max had always wanted her and she remembered his fat lustful leers when she had walked by him; his almost drooling down the front of her dress when he would stop her to talk in the store. It dawned on her then, Max had put Julia up to this. When he couldn't get her to come to his parties, he had fixed it so she had won the trip with Julia. Pete and Abdul weren't accidental meetings, Max wanted her badly enough to arrange all of this! All of it had been a plot to put her in a position where she couldn't refuse Max! Julia was angry with her because Max wanted her more than he did her!

It was only five more days until Wednesday. She had to think... she had to, there must be another way out.

Geok returned to San Diego on Tuesday. She decided for Dave's sake she had to get the other copies of those pictures at all costs. Perhaps, she could make them understand, she was certain she could, if she could just talk to Julia. She would explain about Dave and how he was and what their plans were for the future. She just knew she could make Julia understand. She had tried to reach her by phone all Tuesday night and Wednesday but she was absent from the store and there no answer at her apartment. Late Wednesday afternoon, in desperation, she had gone over to her apartment, but Julia was nowhere to be found. Geok was beginning to panic. It was seven-thirty and she still hadn't contacted Julia. She would have to go to Max's house. She dreaded this more than anything in the world but she just had to be there. She knew they wouldn't hesitate to send the photographs to Dave if she didn't. She poured herself a glass of scotch and drank it down after she stepped from the shower. Then, the phone rang. Julia's voice was on the other end.

"I'm glad you came back, dear. Max would have been most unhappy if you hadn't."

"Julia, I've got to talk to you," Geok pleaded. "You don't understand my position.

"It's too late now, dear, but remember this, you had better be real good to Max. He has the photographs and he might give them to you if you please him, and don't be late, he won't like it."

"But Julia..." Geok cried almost desperately.

"Another thing," Julia interrupted, "Max likes brief, black underthings. Wear those new ones you've been saving for Dave."

With that Julia hung up.

Geok was shaking violently after talking to Julia. Now she was desperate to get the pictures back. She drank another shot of Scotch to give her courage; put on the panties and bra Julia suggested. They were sheer and she wanted to wear them the night of Dave's homecoming, but now it would not be possible. Over these, she put on a thin clinging white silk cocktail dress that accentuated the tan she had been cultivating at the lake these past two weeks.

She took a last look at herself in the mirror and a last shot of Scotch. The sun had bleached her hair a more golden color then it had been in months and it contrasted beautifully with the healthy bronze of her skin.

She wanted to be as alluring as possible in hope she could convince Mr. Schroeder to give her the pictures without compromising herself too much. Julia's words haunted her all the way to his house, "If you please him enough, if you please him enough."

Geok's taxi stopped at a beautiful spacious home built in Spanish style and reminded Geok disconcertingly of Mexico. It was quiet and there were no other cars around. She had a momentary sense of panic and wanted to tell the driver to take her back to the city but her desire to recover the pictures overcame it.

[HayHot]

She gathered her courage and rang the bell. A white-uniformed butler answered and led her into the large sunken living room. Geok's breath was taken away for a moment; almost half the room was occupied by a large emerald-green swimming pool that extended into it from the patio. A waterfall cascaded down one rock wall and bubbled into the pool. This, coupled with the magnificent tropical plants about the room, gave it the appearance of an island paradise.

"Mr. Schroeder will be down shortly," the butler announced. "Shall I serve Madam a martini?"

"Yes, please," Geok answered. She wanted something that might still the nervous trembling of her body. She had expected others to be here, particularly Julia, and she didn't know what to do to face Max alone. Her carefully-planned speeches to Julia were useless.

She gulped at the large martini the butler brought her, hoping it might infuse new ideas and confidence into her to replace that destroyed by the sudden change of circumstances.

She had almost finished when heavy nasal breathing came from behind her. She almost jumped from the couch in surprise, but alcohol had slowed her reactions enough that she couldn't get up before he spoke.

"Well, my dear, you've finally come," he said mockingly. "I've waited a long time for you to accept one of my invitations."

"I, I just came to get those pictures, Mr. Schroeder," Geok blurted, trembling.

He walked slowly around to sit down by her, leering at her ripe young, body as he did, lips quivering in anticipation.

"Of course, my dear Geok, you don't mind my calling you Geok, do you?"

"No, no I don't," she said quickly, afraid.

"Then you call me Max," he said not taking his eyes from her body. "I think we shall get along well."

"Sidney!" he called to the butler. "Another martini for Mrs. Bachman and a soda and ice for me. I don't drink; ulcers you know, from the pressures of business."

The butler appeared immediately with the drinks and Geok took hers quickly. The first one, on top of the Scotch she had at home, had begun to dull her senses slightly, but she welcomed that. She could see already from the way Max's eyes roved over her hungrily it would not be easy to accomplish her purpose. She was going to need all the courage she could muster, from a bottle or not.

"Now, Geok, let's talk business," Max said softly. "I've got something you want, and you've got something I want. I think we should make a straight business trade."

"Mr. Schroeder," Geok said, the drinks giving her courage a slight lift, "you don't understand. Julia said I just had to come here to get the pictures, and that's all I want."

"Young woman," Max's voice grew cool, "I spent a lot of money to get those pictures, you're going to work to get them back."

"What - what do you want of me?" Geok's voice faded to a whisper.

"You know very well what I want but perhaps not now. You see, I have very special tastes and it takes a very special kind of girl to fulfill them. I think you could be that special girl, Geok."

"Me, I-I don't know anything, I-I've never made love to anyone but my husband before except once. I-I just couldn't, Mr. Schroeder, honestly I couldn't," Geok stammered.

"You can try," Max coaxed, thick lips shining from licking them.

"No, please, I can't, I just can't, I won't do anything." Geok started to get up but he grabbed her arm tightly.

"Well, my pretty young innocent, let's just see what you will do and won't do." He pulled the package of pictures from his robe pocket and began shuffling them

"Let's consider what Lt. Bachman would like to see best," he gloated. "Here, what about this one?"

He thrust the lewd thing in front of Geok's face. It was one with she and Ramon. She was spread-eagle on the bed, her heels pressing tightly into the mattress. Her hands were tangled in his hair, pulling his face tightly between her widespread thighs where he was paying her ultimate homage with lips and tongue. Every sinew in her body was straining for the final physical achievement. Her mouth was open and her face contorted with crazed, raw lust.

"Or what about this one, how would he like this?" Max chuckled obscenely as he tormented the girl with one after another of the lewd photographs, describing in degrading detail Geok's actions in each. His breath was heavier now, apparent that the pictures and the humiliation he was inflicting upon her made him desire her even more.

He watched her grimaces of recollection closely as he described a particular picture, holding it before her to make certain she was following his commentary in detail.

Then he came to the one with two men.

"This is a real gem," Max tormented. "Julia said you really enjoyed this combination. The lieutenant would be most pleased to know his wife is spending her time furthering her education and making new friends while he's away. Don't you agree, my dear?" He smiled lewdly at her.

Geok's head reeled from the humiliation of sitting here with this vile fat man while his beady eyes absorbed every action on the glossy prints. She was almost sick from the degrading monologue he uttered using the most obscene words imaginable in his lurid descriptions of them.

She attempted one last desperate act of bravado, hoping to frighten him into giving her the prints and letting her go. She looked him coldly in the eye, her courage spurred by desperation and alcohol.

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Go to http://www.kysaonline.org/371_blackmailed_navy_wife.htm if you want the rest of the story.

[oOoLyRrAdoOo]

No wonder he stopped.

kena spotted. hahax